Happy Birthday Daniel

Children are the only form of immortality that we can be sure of. —Peter Ustivov

Sunrise: 6:05 am Sunset: 6:09 pm
Moonrise: 10:11 pm Phase: Waning Gibbous Moonset: 7:33 am

Today is my son’s birthday. He is 20 and I have survived long enough to see him exit his teens. Though he never was much of a typical teen. In youth he had a rich autumnal tone. He is such an awesome young man. He is very clever and works hard and one day will do something really wonderful. After my diagnosis he got even more focus and decided to study medicine. He is kind and compassionate, has lots of friends, and manages to hold a part-time job. He calls me every week and comes to visit on Sundays. I am so proud of him.

Listening: My life as a fake. This is a so-so book that I have constantly wanted to abandon, but didn’t have anything else to listen to. It really wasn’t much company on my walks. Peter Carey just can’t get into a woman’s head. He is a fake.



Still walking 5 miles a day. Started adding a few laps of running to get some aerobic exercise with it.

Not much progress on the quilting.

Finished draft 1 of Chapter 1 of the dissertation and sent it off for review.